I AM LUCKY, READ ME ROAR!!

You know, guys, I had the craziest year. Well, I think I did. Maybe I imagined it. But the important thing is that I am much more myself now, and by that I mean that I'm still a tad insane, but at least I can maintain appearances in public without getting locked away. I HATE when that happens. Anyway, the point I was trying to make is that... I'm back. I'm not scared anymore, I am back in my own skin and boy have I missed blogging.

The weiiiirrrrd thing is that I blog in my head. All the time. Really. They are the best blogs you have ever.. EVER read in your life. Then... well, I guess I come on here, don't remember the greatest blog in the world, and make a kind of tribute. Ha ha... see what I did there? (insert crickets here..)

So here's a warm up blog, I guess. This year I am going to live more. I am going to treasure my beloved Panda more, my job will be better, my figure will be awesome, I'm going to go on holidays, and work on my comics and my life will get back to being awesome!!

Fair enough, you're all like.. um, so what? Where's the latest on Justin Beiber?? Yet I care not. This is, after all my blog. Although *my* latest news on Justin Beiber is that great, good for him, he's a franchise worth billions. Everyone that bags him is probably forgetting how mad they were about their pop idol when they were tweens. Sure, I don't like his music much but I think I'm above beating up on a kid. I think the problem is with today's social media being what it is, it's all so up in your face 24/7.

I remember the days of Hanson (nooo, I wasn't a fan, although I did think Taylor was cute and one or two of their songs weren't all bad) I was hearing about them a lot but it wasn't as bad as this. It's probably twitter's fault. Who let all these tweens have tweets?! Seriously. Isn't there an age restriction of like, thirteen?

Getting off track here... have to work on that. So basically... yeah. This is gonna be my year. I will make it so. It probably won't be newsworthy (Yeah, you breathe that sigh of relief, Beiber) but it matters to me.